Chapter 1063 Guidance of the Restless Sword, Abandoned Throne?
The fighting spirit of the human race!
The young Shinhwa of the Tianpeng tribe had his shiny black peng feathers exploding. He immediately thought of the recent and famous Shinhwa of the human race, the Supreme God Lord of Muyuan Valley. It was rumored that he was crushed to death by one hand like this.
Su Qinian looked at the divine steed Tianpeng in the palm of his hand, and thought of the scene when the human king Wansheng personally concocted the blood of several gods. Such a pure-blood beast seemed to be a great supplement, but he didn't know whether it tasted good or not.
Following Su Qinian's scrutinizing gaze, the young Shinhwa of the Tianpeng clan trembled all over. The whole bird was in bad shape. This look was not ordinary familiarity. Could it be that he wanted to...
"etc!"
He hurriedly opened his mouth, but Su Qinian ignored him at all. Between his five fingers, it seemed to be a red jade and glazed furnace, with ink-colored Taoist rhymes flowing out, directly incinerating the soul.
After a few breaths, he looked at the dim light in Tian Peng's eyes in the palm of his hand and felt the dissipated will of chaos. Su Qinian nodded slightly. The sword in his palm flashed, and Peng's feathers faded away. The supreme eternal war blood became the most blazing fire, burning this supreme being.
For a moment, an indescribable and complex aroma filled the body of the divine beast. Even senior brother Luo Sheng couldn't help but be a little stunned. This action was too fast.
Of course, he didn't stop him because he also wanted to try it.
After half a stick of incense, senior brother Luo Sheng wiped the corner of his mouth. He really couldn't eat anymore. It was indeed a mythical beast. The life essence of this body was so strong that it was far beyond imagination. Although he was defeated by the supreme Dayu Formation because he became the Grand Master of the Formation Dao.
After tempering the emperor's body, he could still barely eat half of the leg. Seeing Su Qinian's face not changing as he swallowed almost half of the mythical Tianpeng, including flesh and bones, senior brother Luo Sheng rarely felt envious.
Color, this has the advantage of having a high Tao Xing, at least you can eat it as you like.
Su Qinian also nodded, his eyes bright, the Tianpeng meat melted in his mouth, the fragrance was fragrant, and there was a burning sensation similar to that of a blood fountain. The supreme life essence contained in the body of the divine beast hardly needed to be passed through.
After a lot of refining, in just a moment, nearly 500 of his immortal runes leading to the seventh level of the divine treasure were condensed into substance.
Eight thousand five hundred immortal body runes are shining brightly, and the lines are intertwined, resonating with the physical heavens. Before stepping into this place where the gods died, the supreme and eternal war blood is further condensed, becoming thicker and indescribable.
Not to mention it was an unexpected surprise.
Looking at the floating island in front of him again, Su Qinian looked thoughtful.
"By the way, remember not to tell Heiyu in the future." Su Qinian reminded, he was afraid that this plague chicken would fry its feathers.
The senior brother shook his head and said seriously: "I didn't eat anything, I don't remember."
The two of them glanced at each other, and with tacit understanding, they turned their eyes back to the isolated island in front of them. An isolated island that can float in the sky is absolutely extraordinary. It can be called the paradise of the gods. It is impossible to see through the outside world. Immediately, the two of them
People walked side by side, and when they set foot in the white mist area that shrouded the isolated island, time was distorted in front of their eyes, and the void was chaotic. It seemed that everything was turned upside down, and even the sea of the heavens seemed to have gone far away.
It was as if they had stepped into an unknown cosmic whirlpool, and as if they had fallen into a cave of chaos that absorbed all the ways. Neither Su Qinian nor Luo Sheng panicked, because this was the only way to enter the land of the gods, and no one could
Those who actively enter the Land of God's Fall are passively guided after entering the white mist area of the isolated island.
However, just after Su Qinian fell into it, the life-saving knife trembled again in the physical world, and the blade shook violently. There was a sign of recovery. This was very rare. Soon, he realized that something was wrong, because
The aura of Senior Brother Luo Sheng beside him disappeared in an instant.
not good!
Su Qinian's eyes were fixed. This was obviously not the norm when entering the Land of God's Fall. The life-threatening knife was moving unexpectedly. What did this mean?
Over the years, he has shared weal and woe with the Xiu Ming Dao. He can feel the existence of the sword's soul, which was born as he entered the soul-melting realm. It has accompanied him step by step in his transformation to this day. Apart from the unknown power silent in the knife, he
Still unable to completely control it, there is no barrier to communication between the sword soul and him. Compared with him, the life-threatening sword soul is more like a silent swordsman, cultivating the strongest edge, which is its lifelong pursuit.
At this moment, Su Qinian activated the soul of the life-saving sword, and the feedback he received was the same as before. It was the silent power in the sword that was stirring, not the soul of the sword itself.
winter!
Finally getting his feet on the ground, Su Qinian's first feeling was one of heaviness. The Supreme Eternal Battle Body seemed to be more than ten thousand times heavier. It seemed as if he was carrying two sacred mountains on his shoulders. If it were an ordinary Eight Tribulations God Lord, he might not be able to sustain it. What's more important
Yes, all paths are forbidden.
"The place of absolute perfection!"
Su Qinian raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that as soon as he entered the Land of God's Fall, he would come to such an extremely dangerous area. Everything here is forbidden. According to the story of Lord Zhenyuan, there are many dangerous places with unknown roots in the Land of God's Fall.
For endless years, all the major forces in the five heavens have not been able to figure out the truth and reality, and among them is the place of absolute truth.
This is a desolate land. The first thing that catches the eye is two rounds of the setting sun, which are as bright as blood and dazzlingly red. There are dead branches and leaves everywhere, and jagged rocks. There are no living creatures at all, and even the vegetation has disappeared.
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Fortunately, the physical heavens are in the battle body world, the body and spirit are in one realm, and all the ways are stars, intertwining and resonating. Now it has taken a rudimentary shape. In addition, the two scriptures of the immortal body and the pure Yang original fragment have been initially blended, and the pure Yang Tao rhyme is flowing.
, Su Qinian estimated that as long as it was not a large-scale fierce battle, he should be able to handle it without exhausting the physical world.
The most important thing now is to go out, but unfortunately, regarding the Land of Jue Dao, the major forces in the heaven have spent these eras and sacrificed the lives of many supreme beings, but they have not been able to figure out the path of free entry and exit. All those who have come out are
It appears in a daze, out of nowhere, with no rules at all.
Winter! Winter!
Su Qinian raised his feet and stepped forward, landing like a drum. It was not that his steps were heavy, but that there was a terrifying power here. It was not the gravity of stars, but an invisible oppression imposed on the flesh and blood. This area
The land was also hard enough, with cracked frozen soil everywhere. Even with Su Qinian's physique, he could feel a chill rising from the soles of his feet when he stepped on it.
Buzz!
In the heavens of the physical body, the Life-Ending Sword trembled and became restless again, and became more and more violent. The blade was like red-hot iron, and the glazed flames rose up, reflecting the entire starry sky red.
"What is this... a guide to?"
Su Qinian looked at the heavens in his physical body, and the tip of the life-saving knife was pointing far away. It seemed to be echoing the distance, and it was also like the magnetic needle on the compass of the heavens, guiding the direction. After thinking for a while, Su Qinian decided
Following the guidance of the Life-Ending Knife, he went to see what was the source of his agitation. He has always known that the Life-Ending Knife has an extraordinary origin, but now it seems that he may have underestimated it.
The cracked frozen soil was like a crack in an abyss, dark and bottomless. Su Qinian's footsteps like beating drums gradually became lighter. He gradually adapted to the oppression of the physical body in this unforgettable place. The supreme and eternal battle
The blood is so hot that it even treats this invisible force of oppression as a hammer of heaven and earth, tempering the supreme and eternal fighting body from the outside in.
There is no horizon visible in this desolate land, and the two blood-like setting suns hanging high above make Su Qinian always feel an inexplicable sense of voyeurism, as if they are the eyes of some unknown creature, but thinking about it makes people sad.
It shudders to wonder what kind of creature can survive in this place of absolute truth. Unfortunately, in this place of absolute truth, all paths are forbidden and the body is also suppressed. Su Qinian does not want to rush into it before he has a clear understanding of the truth and the truth.
Climb to the sky to avoid triggering terrible killings.
Half an hour later.
Su Qinian looked at the dilapidated thatched house in front of him and was a little dazzled. It was said to be a thatched house, but in fact it was more like a stilt-style workshop, but it had been abandoned. There were various unknown metal blocks scattered here, all of which were dull.
There are also some colorful stones, but they seem to have been covered with cracks as time goes by. In the workshop, there is also a collapsed black stove, a broken hammer, a stone chisel with some chips, and in addition, some
The scattered parts that look like handrails should be cast or carved from the metal blocks and stones outside.
Su Qinian leaned over and picked up a palm-sized green stone. He was immediately surprised. It was not as heavy as usual. He believed that it would be impossible for a being who was not a supreme being or one who was in the mythical realm to pick it up, even if it was full of cracks.
, he exerted force with his palms, but could only leave a shallow mark, which is probably not stronger than Tiantie.
But unfortunately, the essence of it seemed to have been lost. When it was intact, it was probably a divine material that was hard to find in the world, and it was probably the main material for the weapons of the gods that he had never seen before.
At this point, the Xiu Ming Dao became more and more active. If Su Qinian and the Xiu Ming Dao Hun hadn't joined forces to comfort him, he would have rushed out of the physical world in an instant. The source of the Xiu Ming Dao's restlessness was right here.
Inside the workshop.
Taking a deep breath, Su Qinian walked into this dilapidated abandoned workshop and passed the collapsed black furnace. His eyes suddenly shrank violently. With his current cultivation level and state of mind, he couldn't help but feel his heart tremble because he really saw it.
Unbelievable stuff.
It was a divine throne, no more than one foot high. It was as white as snow and as crystal clear as jade. It looked like one whole body. There were no traces of chiseling, but it was also covered with cracks. It was said to be a divine throne because its shape and charm were very similar to each other.
When he passed through the mythical tribulation, he saw those short-lived phantoms of the throne of gods reflected in the sea of heavens.
Even the illusory purple throne that once rose in the heavens of his physical body is somewhat similar, but no matter how you look at it, it feels too outrageous.
"Is this a divine throne?"
Su Qinian couldn't help but stepped forward, stretched out his hand and knocked on the white chair back.
Clang! Clang!
It is like the sound of metal striking, ethereal and loud, and like bells in the morning and drums in the evening, which is thought-provoking, but there is no vision at all. In addition to being stronger than the sky iron, it has no other merits. Su Qinian even boldly stirred up the physical heavens and tried to use various methods to
The power of Tao was poured into it, but it was empty and powerless. It was like a stubborn stone with no sign of recovery.